The Magical Event Of My Childhood In Manamadurai

The Magical Event Of My Childhood In Manamadurai

I still remember the times I spent in the tiny town of Manamadurai close to the southernmost tip of India when I was a kid. Every summer holiday my father used to pack me and my sister off to this lazy town nestling near the Island of Rameswaram where my uncle and his family lived with my maternal grandmother. All my other cousins also used to assemble at this place for the summer vacati...